Last night I saw Eagles of Death Metal at The Henry Ford Theater with squishy and Joanne. They were opening for The Distillers, but they rocked so hard that once they finished we just couldn't take any more and we left after just a few Distillers songs for the oasis of Canters, the final pastramic conclusion to any good night of rock and roll.

Gavin told me about Eagles; they're a side project of Queens of the Stone Age's Josh Homme. Oddly, they are neither predatory birds nor are they heavy metal, but are actually a trio of guys who play americana-y voodoo-y rock and/or roll with a vengeance and who, I'm guessing, also cut mighty, uh, swaths of love through the ladies (especially the “extremely gay looking” lead singer, Jesse).